From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Chapter 61 This is not the river water, the blood of heroes that has flowed for twenty years (8100 chapters, the end of this volume)

The sea and the sky are one color, magnificent and boundless. The sunlight shines on the waves created by the Red Lion, sparkling and dazzling.

This is a large three-masted sailing ship serving in the Spanish Navy, equipped with forty cannons on its hull of several dozen feet.

Such hull structure and firepower configuration made it a behemoth in the entire South China Sea, making countless pirates along the way feel terrified and dare not confront it head-on.

The highest-ranking person on the Red Lion was Earl Gore, who was standing on the deck overlooking the sea.

As a member of the old colonial empire, these Spanish officials have extremely keen senses of smell. They are extremely concerned about the old empire dominating the East, and take every move to heart.

Gore came all the way here this time because he had received news that the ancient Eastern Empire was opening its doors to extensive maritime trade.

This huge empire, which has remained unified for thousands of years, has a vast territory, a large population, and an unquestionable size.

Establishing close trade ties with this undisputed Eastern overlord would be much more important than setting up a few cannons on the coastline and conquering a few ignorant and uncivilized indigenous countries.

When Count Gore thought that he had the opportunity to become "the first Spanish ambassador to knock on the door of the Eastern Empire", he felt excited and full of confidence.

But the Spanish count did not expect one thing. The huge size of the Red Lion was certainly a strong deterrent that could deter most pirates.

But on the other hand, in the eyes of a very small number of sea pirates other than the vast majority, this giant three-masted sailing ship with a novel style and unique shape is simply the best prey!

Soon, Earl Gore felt the enthusiasm from the East.

Boom boom boom boom! ! !
On the clear blue sea, dozens of cannon shells, leaving behind sad white marks, drew curved lines in the sky and landed on the ships with red and yellow flags.

In order not to sink the ship, the gunners chose the impact points very carefully, either the mast or the canvas, demonstrating extremely high combat qualities.

Although the Red Lion, with its forty guns, had far superior firepower to the enemy, its poor accuracy and precision, as well as its huge size, put the Spanish at a disadvantage in this round of volleys.

When Count Gore thought that the bombardment was over and he could finally have some peace, a very strong smell of gunpowder suddenly wafted over the ocean.

"hidden!"

The ambassador's voice echoed throughout the Red Lion, but before he could finish his words, arrows packed with rich sparks had already hit the hull like a dense shower of meteors, covering the sky and the earth.

Almost instantly, the Red Lion caught fire. The burned sailors rolled around on the deck. Explosions continued. In addition to the fishy and salty smell of sea water, there was also a burnt smell of roasting flesh in the air.

Gore saw the flames twisting like snakes, heard the screams one after another, and exclaimed in disbelief:

"Oh my god, what is this?!"

In fact, Gore saw it clearly just now. These arrows were shot by archers on the enemy ships.

But what he couldn't understand was why these arrows could still have such powerful power after crossing such a long distance and piercing the sea breeze and air?
Damn, are all these people strong men like Samson? !

Why is the kerosene on the sharp arrow so difficult to extinguish?
At this moment, an even more incredible scene appeared in front of Gore. He clearly saw that in the ups and downs of the waves, there was a group of people riding on the waves and rushing towards the Red Lion.

Even though many of the sailors and soldiers on the ship came from the Spanish Navy, known as the "Invincible Armada", they were still frightened when they saw this scene.

If it comes to a head-on confrontation at sea, no matter which country the opponent is from, these Spaniards will not be afraid at all, but...are these pirates still human? !
At this moment, the pirates who were "walking on the waves" had approached the ship, and hooks and ropes were thrown out and tightly clasped the side of the ship.

The pirate was as agile as a monkey, holding a flying rope in one hand and a weapon in the other, and he jumped up in no time.

The Spaniards then saw clearly that these people were standing on thin wooden boards about a foot long, and it was with these boards that they were able to walk on the sea.

——But by then, it was too late.

Although the sailors reacted in time and prevented some pirates from boarding the ship by beating, chopping or stabbing, more pirates nimbly flipped onto the deck, scattered packages that released thick smoke, and stabbed in the smoke.

Even though these Spaniards were veterans with rich experience and ruthless methods, they had never seen this kind of "boarding battle" before and were thrown into disarray for a moment.

In the smoke, there was often just a flash of a knife, and then several heads fell to the ground. In the chaos, when the regiment guards were retreating step by step, a sail suddenly appeared between the sea and the sky.

The ship was long and slender, with a bow like a sword, which split the waves and sped towards the Red Lion and the pirate ship.

On the highest mast of the ship, there is a golden-patterned roc flag fluttering in the wind.

When the pirates saw the flag, they were immediately terrified. They even gave up the Red Lion, which was within their grasp, and jumped into the water like dumplings.

Under the golden roc flag stood a burly man. He was not wearing armor, only a sleeveless shorts. His muscular arms were folded across his chest. He looked straight ahead with eyes as sharp as an eagle, looking very majestic.

When the big man saw the pirate ship, his eyes lit up and he laughed loudly:
"Mao Haifeng, I'll see where you can run today!"

The man's voice was incredibly loud, and Gore could hear it clearly even from such a distance.

An equally loud, yet somewhat weak voice was heard from the pirate ship.

"Qi Dazhu, you bastard, why are you chasing me when you have nothing to do with the Japanese country?"

This person was Mao Haifeng, the adopted son of Wang Zhi, the "Five Peaks Ship Owner". After Wang Zhi was killed by Hu Zongxian and Xu Wei, he inherited the title of "Five Peaks Ship Owner" and became one of the thirty-six ship owners.

However, to this day, he is the last surviving one of the thirty-six ship owners.

In order to escape from the pursuit of Qi Jiguang and Qi Dazhu, Mao Haifeng even crossed the ocean and came to the Tianzhu Sea to do his old business, but he never thought that Qi Dazhu's determination to hunt him down was so firm.

Qi Dazhu laughed proudly and said:
"Since Master has killed Zhu Laolong, I should be the one to clean up all of you leftovers!"

The reason why Count Gore was chosen as ambassador was because he once led a fleet to attack Manila in Luzon. During this period, he came into contact with Ming people in Luzon and learned some Chinese.

Therefore, Gore completely understood what the big man said, and he immediately realized where the pirates who were attacking them came from.

It turned out to be the remnants of "Prince Baolong"!

Gore finally understood why the fighting power of this group of pirates was so amazing and why their kerosene was so terrible.

Even though several years have passed since "Prince Baolong" was beaten to death at sea by "Monkey King", the reputation of this overlord of the four seas is still widely spread at sea.

His boxing skills and firearms, which enabled him to conquer the vast ocean, are still a topic of great interest to people. When Gore led the navy to attack Luzon in the past, he had witnessed the power of the "Thirty-six Ships" with his own eyes.

This group of Oriental pirates spread across the East and South Seas are like fine iron that has been forged countless times by fire. They are filled with the dryness and fierceness of gunpowder. When they start fighting, they are far more ferocious and fierce than the naval soldiers that the Spanish people are proud of.

So, even though twenty or thirty years have passed, Gore still feels a lingering fear when he thinks about it now. He is shocked by the fighting power of these pirates and also feels genuine fear for the mysterious "Great Sage Hun Tian".

——Even Lord Baolong, who commanded such a powerful army, was defeated. How powerful is this “Great Sage Hun Tian”?
Nowadays, the story of "Hun Tian Dou Fu Hai" has evolved into various vernacular legends, popular both at home and abroad.

Just to rehearse this play, those opera troupes could stage three large scenes, nine small scenes, and sixteen martial arts scenes. And whenever this segment was performed, the shows would be sold out, which shows how influential it is.

Shidetang, one of the Tang family bookstores in Jinling, even published a special book called "Hun Tian Chuan". Although this book was published in the form of a mythological novel and the names of key characters were hidden, everyone knew who wrote it.

The fact that this book could be widely distributed throughout the country without any control from the imperial court also vaguely proves a fact:
This Great Sage does have some kind of connection with the Prime Minister who is in charge of the new policy.

The person who replaced "Prince Baolong" and became the second "Overlord of the Four Seas" was none other than the direct disciple of "Great Sage Hun Tian", the "Demon King Dapeng" Qi Dazhu.

According to legend, this "Dapeng Demon King" would use a long iron stick to pick up the enemy's corpse on the battlefield, laughing heartily and drinking blood thirstily. In terms of cruelty and ruthlessness, he was even more cruel and fierce than his teacher, so he was called "Demon King".

Next, Gore saw with his own eyes what a one-sided sweep meant.

Those pirates who seemed like human-shaped monsters with great strength to the Spaniards were simply lambs to be slaughtered to Qi Dazhu and his soldiers.

The Demon King Dapeng waved his arm, and his whole body became like a roc flapping its wings, drawing a long arc in the air and landing on the pirate ship.

Gore even clearly saw that the hull of the huge pirate ship shook slightly due to the movement of this man falling on the ship, and the white waves under the hull even rose higher.

In less than an incense stick of time, Qi Dazhu and his companions slaughtered the entire pirate ship with extremely astonishing killing efficiency, and sailed close to the Red Lion.

Watching this scene, the Spanish people couldn't help but hold their breath. They felt that it was not a bloody massacre, but a wonderful performance, full of indescribable beauty of violence, which was extremely shocking.

Gore noticed that the patrol ship these soldiers were riding on was much smaller than the Royal Navy's Lion, and its low hull was almost parallel to the water surface.

However, this long and narrow patrol ship has an extremely fast speed and shuttles across the sea like a flying fish.

Both the Spanish and the Dutch built their ships into huge mobile castles in order to carry large amounts of cargo during their long ocean voyages, but the patrol ship in front of them paid more attention to speed rather than tonnage.

Seeing this, Gore was somewhat shocked. According to the information he obtained from European merchants and missionaries, the great Eastern power in the past was a continental country that did not attach importance to the ocean.

Although it was rich, powerful and populous, it never realized the significance of its vast coastline.

However, the appearance of this patrol ship made Gore somewhat suspicious. Was there something wrong with the intelligence he had obtained?
Or has something special happened in this ancient Eastern empire, causing them to no longer be satisfied with ruling the vast land, but to turn their attention to the boundless ocean?

Even though it was just a glimpse, this experienced sailor, officer and diplomat could clearly see that the country he was about to visit seemed to be slowly awakening from thousands of years of sluggishness.

Gore could never have imagined how powerful the vitality would be when this ancient and vast country fully awakened and no longer limited its gaze to the East but looked to the whole world.

Under Gore's observation, Qi Dazhu and others were gradually approaching. The Great Peng Demon King was holding a head that was still dripping with blood, standing proudly on the bow with his head held high, and his whole body was filled with the power of a raging storm.

A sergeant next to him muttered to him:

"Master Qi, these red barbarians have such a big ship, could it be that they are here to rob us intentionally? Should we just..."

Qi Dazhu threw the head onto the deck and said unhappily:
"Damn it, we are now armed merchants receiving salaries, not pirates. Let's ask where they come from first. If they really have bad intentions..."

Having said that, he grinned, his eyes shining brightly, revealing a smile of a predator, ferocious yet full of beauty.

"Then we old men will be rich today!"

After hearing what Qi Dazhu said, the soldiers around him all laughed, rubbed their hands together, and looked towards the Red Lion with eager eyes.

Qi Dazhu raised his head, looked at the ship that was as tall as a building, and shouted loudly:

"Listen up, you red barbarians over there. Whoever is in charge, come out and answer this question."

Logically speaking, no matter how majestic and powerful a person is, when he looks up and speaks, there will inevitably be some obstruction of energy and stagnation of momentum.

Therefore, nobles like to occupy high positions and look down from above.

But to Qi Dazhu, this principle seemed to not exist. Even when he looked up from below, he did not feel the slightest bit of weakness. Instead, he felt a momentum of progressiveness and accumulation, which made him even more majestic.

After shouting at the top of his lungs, Qi Dazhu realized that the red-haired foreigners, young and old, on the big ship opposite were all staring at him blankly.

Qi Dazhu frowned, and saw a tall man with an exceptionally strong physique walking out from the group of red-haired foreigners. Although his clothes were a little worn out, they were still exquisite and gorgeous, unable to conceal his wealth.

Count Gore came to the side of the ship, and faced Qi Dazhu's gaze head-on. He took several deep breaths before he had the courage to reply:

"We are the Spanish envoys, specially come here to meet the supreme emperor of the East, bringing with us thousands of treasures, in order to seek good relations with China and to allow mutual trade."

Count Gore's tone was not as strong and overbearing as Qi Dazhu's. Although he stumbled due to fear at the beginning, he calmed down after saying a few words, neither hurried nor slow.

Although these words were spoken in a clear and proper voice, they sounded strange and alien to everyone.

Qi Dazhu took a long time to react. He asked curiously:
"Oh, you want to pay tribute? For such a big matter, what's the point of asking the emperor? You should ask the ministers in the government hall and Mr. Zhang for help."

Although Gore is an expert on China, he still couldn't help but feel confused when he heard Qi Dazhu say this.

——Instead of looking for the Emperor, why not the Council of State Affairs or Lord Zhang?

After a while of reaction, Gore finally understood what Qi Dazhu meant. His eyes widened, his face changed drastically, and he exclaimed:
"You are not allowed to be ruled by the emperor? You are simply treasonous, lawless, against moral principles, and have no respect for the emperor or the father!"

In a panic, the Spanish ambassador blurted out a series of idioms like a machine gun, making Qi Dazhu and others laugh.

Qi Dazhu carried a long stick on his shoulder and glanced at the noisy red barbarian. He felt that this person was really short-sighted, so he shook his head and said with emotion:

"Everyone, get used to it slowly. There are still many strange and bizarre things in our area!"

If you look away from the two boats, you will find that the world has indeed undergone many profound changes as Qi Dazhu said.

Eight years ago, after the sudden death of Emperor Jiajing, Zhang Juzheng, supported by Lu Zhu and Qi Jiguang, openly led the southeastern troops and two great masters into the court.

In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Zhang Juzheng, the former leader of the Qingliu Party and a senior member of the cabinet, rebuked the ministers mercilessly, saying that the country had fallen into such a state because of the emperor's lack of virtue, the corruption of the ministers, and the annexation of the powerful. In addition, Zhang Juzheng proposed the slogan of establishing a constitution, weakening the monarchy, removing the rulers from the court, and reforming taxation, which shocked the world.

No one could have imagined that he would put forward such a direct and brutal slogan without any conciliatory tone. In the eyes of some people, such behavior is even a hundred times more serious than changing the dynasty.

Faced with the overwhelming discussion, Qi Jiguang, who was regarded as a traitor by the court officials, stood up and said only one sentence:

"If you don't want to change, then die here, and then we in the three southeastern provinces will rise up in rebellion. Even if the country is shattered, we will create a new world from scratch."

At this time, the officials in the court suddenly realized one thing:

How difficult is it for them to make a radical change?
If they had not cared about the lives of millions of people and did not want to see the world suffer, this group of people would have raised the banner of rebellion, stormed the Forbidden City, overturned the throne, and captured the emperor alive.

Even if we ignore the "Great Sage of Chaos", Qi Jiguang and Lu Zhu alone are capable of reshuffling the power in the court. No matter how they clean up the situation, at least none of the court officials present will be able to escape.

Thinking of this, everyone was shaken.

At this time, the crown prince who was about to ascend the throne, Prince Yu Zhu Zaigui, stood up.

This prince, who was always known for his gentle and soft temperament, showed no sign of weakness. He put his hands together, stood up straight, and asked:
"Master Zhang, can you guarantee that after we do these things, the country will be better?"

Zhang Juzheng answered without hesitation:

"nature!"

"That's good. I agree to this."

Seeing Prince Yu's words, Zhang Juzheng calmed down and responded solemnly. He bowed three times to him and said in a deep voice:
"Your Majesty is so bright and majestic... On behalf of all the people in the world, I thank Your Majesty for your heavenly virtue!"

Eight years later, the whole world has taken on a new look.

After ascending the throne, Prince Yu really kept his promise, lived in seclusion in the deep palace, did not care about worldly affairs, and was content to be a "virtual monarch", allowing Zhang Juzheng and others to do their work.

Zhang Juzheng used Gao Gong, Hu Zongxian and others as his backbone, changed the cabinet into the Council of State Affairs, and implemented reform measures. While reforming the tax system of the Ming Dynasty, he also relaxed the maritime ban policy, established Tongqu Commercial Bank, and presided over trade.

Under the Tongqu Trading Company, there is an armed merchant company with the function of protecting the safety of merchant ships and maintaining peace at sea. If they encounter pirates, they can attack them themselves, or request official weapons or official ships for protection and provide supplies along the coast. If they defeat large pirates, they can apply to be officials to protect righteous citizens.

Qi Dazhu's group of boxers trained by Xu Xing all had a lawless temperament and were intolerant of official rules, so they simply joined the armed merchant company. Except for merchants in designated thoroughfares, they could attack all ships that illegally invaded the Ming Dynasty's waters.

The ocean is vast and there are countless islands. Such a vast world is perfect for Qi Dazhu to do what he wants. The first thing he did after going out to sea was to ask Qi Jiguang to gather the army and attack the Wa Kingdom.

After several months of fierce fighting, Qi Dazhu earned the reputation of "Dapeng Demon King" and forced the Emperor of Wa to surrender, and the country completely became a colony of the "New Ming Dynasty".

The sudden appearance of "The Great Sage Hun Tian" made everyone in the world realize that boxing could actually be so powerful. For a time, the already strong martial arts trend expanded again.

Among the various martial arts factions, the Ming court, and the military commanders of the nine borders, an uplifting and vigorous martial spirit spread, injecting a new vitality and vigor into the conservative and secular martial arts world, and even into the entire Central Plains.

When the letter from the Spanish envoy was sent back to the central government, the Prime Minister of the Council of State, who had always been diligent in government affairs and almost never slacked off, was not working in the signing room, but was rushing to a private banquet.

It was almost New Year's Day, and when Zhang Juzheng arrived at the place, snowflakes were already falling from the endless night sky, shining brightly with the light of the lanterns, a patchwork of red and white.

When he opened the door, the mansion was already full of people. Seeing Zhang Juzheng coming, Qi Jiguang immediately stood up with a warm wine pot, greeted him, and said with a smile:

"Finally I'm here. I haven't eaten since noon in order to rush for this meal."

Zhang Juzheng took off his cape and fox fur coat, hung them up and handed them to the attendant, walked into the hall, and said with a smile: "Is it that serious?"

Qi Jiguang swung the wine pot and complained, "Old Xu said he wanted to see Xiao Lu off, so he bought some good stuff for me. I'm saving some for myself."

Zhang Juzheng looked at everyone present and smiled slightly. Today's private banquet was indeed attended by familiar faces. In addition to Qi Jiguang, there were also Lu Zhu and Xiyu, the main guests.

He sat down, raised his glass, and said, "Okay, I'll punish myself with a glass first. Xiao Lu, you're going to Tianzhu to preach the Dharma, the journey is long, please take care."

Over the years, Zhang Juzheng was able to accomplish many great things without the strong support of Qi Jiguang and Lu Zhu.

However, Qi Jiguang was a general of the dynasty after all. He had to pacify the four seas, sweep the northern desert, and even march into Liaodong, so he was very busy with military affairs.

The person who actually stayed in the capital and helped Zhang Juzheng remove obstacles was Lu Zhu, so the two naturally had a deep friendship.

Although he was already over thirty, Lu Zhu still looked like a teenager. Hearing what Zhang Juzheng said, he just smiled slightly, raised his cup, drank it all, and said:
"Over the years, I have been able to walk the same path with Brother Taiyue and do something practical for the world, which is enough to comfort me in my life."

Xiyu also raised her wine glass and toasted Zhang Juzheng in return. Seeing the two of them having such a tacit understanding, Qi Jiguang thought of the past and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Thinking back to when you were in Southern Shaolin, you two didn't dare to say a word in front of me and Tafa, but now you are in harmony and support each other."

Lu Zhu also thought of that incident and smiled knowingly. Although Xiyu looked calm, she kicked him lightly under the table.

With Qi Jiguang's level of boxing skills, he could naturally notice this little movement and laughed even more happily.

But of course he suddenly realized that that was eight years ago, and his eyes were filled with emotion.

After Lu Zhu finished laughing, he suddenly sighed:

"Eight years have passed, and Brother Xu has never appeared in the world again. I really don't know where he went."

Qi Jiguang shook the wine pot, raised his head and drank it all, then wiped the corner of his mouth and said leisurely:
"I wouldn't be surprised if someone like him could ascend to heaven. Don't you Buddhists believe in fate? Maybe when fate arrives, he will reappear in the world."

After Zhang Juzheng sat down, he had been holding the wine glass and looking at the snowflakes floating in the courtyard. After hearing this, he turned around, nodded, and then shook his head and said:

"No matter where Xu Dasheng is now, as long as we do these things well, we will not let him down. As for the fate and the law, you can listen to it, but you don't have to believe it completely."

Zhang Juzheng was a very practical person. After seeing Xu Xing's methods, he became even more intolerant of these vague stories about ghosts and gods. In addition, in front of Qi Jiguang and others, he was too lazy to cover up and just spoke frankly.

After being stabbed by Zhang Juzheng, Qi Jiguang took out a pot of wine and pretended to be angry:

"Hey, you're coming for me, right? Come on, Taiyue, let's have a good fight today!"

Just then, a frivolous voice came from the door again.

"You guys, you said you wouldn't wait, but you really didn't."

Hearing this, everyone present smiled knowingly at the same time. The man pushed open the door and strode in. It was Xu Wei.

Since Zhang Juzheng restructured the Council of State, he transferred the southeast's top aide to the capital to advise him, and it has been eight years now.

Xu Wei, holding a bag of pickles in his hand, complained:

"I even went to Liubiju to buy pickles, but you guys are eating them all by yourselves?"

Xu Wei said so, but he still walked into the hall in a few steps, put down the lotus leaf bag, and waved:
"Eat, eat, eat. Why are you just standing there? Food is the most important thing for people. Eat first."

Everyone present was an old acquaintance, and they came to see Lu Zhu off, so naturally there wasn't much polite talk, everyone just ate and drank, and the atmosphere was lively.

After three rounds of drinks, Qi Jiguang still couldn't help talking about the past.

"Thinking back to the day when I pacified the southeast, my biggest regret was that I didn't get to have a drink with Tafa. That kid walked so damn fast and so damn cool!"

Lu Zhu kindly reminded:
"Brother Yuan Jing, I'm the one who said it was cool."

Qi Jiguang rolled his eyes and yelled:
"Okay, okay, I've told you everything. It's not like I can't write poetry. Why are you pushing me so hard?

What, you feel like fighting me before you leave?"

Lu Zhu shook his head and said calmly:

"I'm not the type of person that Brother Xu is. I never fight when there's no need to."

Qi Jiguang snorted and finally calmed down.

"Don't even mention it's you. Even if it's Tafa himself, I, Old Qi, don't have the guts to ask him a question now."

Lu Zhu stood in awe and took the cup on his own initiative.

"I really admire Brother Yuan Jing's courage."

Qi Jiguang spread his hands and said nonchalantly:

"It's just that I was knocked down by a punch. Can he really kill me?"

It is hard to believe that General Qi, who is always known for his serious and upright character, could have such a rogue and scoundrel side.

Everyone present burst into laughter.

Xu Wei let out a long sigh, suddenly stood up, slammed the table and stamped his feet, cursing angrily.

"You little bastard, you left without even meeting me. All my hard work over the years has gone to waste!"

This sentence suddenly interrupted everyone's thoughts and added fuel to the already heated atmosphere.

Qi Jiguang was the first to respond:
"Exactly. If you ask me, Tafa was really slow in handling this matter. He just walked away without hesitation, leaving us with such a huge mess. Damn it!"

The two of them cursed more and more vigorously, and after hearing what was said later, even Lu Zhu raised his eyebrows and wanted to join in.

Actually, Brother Xu is really...

After an unknown amount of time, the heated discussion suddenly came to an end. Qi Jiguang raised his head and took another gulp of wine, but he stood there in a daze for a long time before he said:

"Actually, I just want to see him again."

These words expressed the thoughts of everyone present.

They were people from all over the world, and they were able to gather together for a goal and become like-minded people because of Xu Xing's connection.

Now, eight years have passed, great things are about to be accomplished, but the old friend is nowhere to be seen. They can't help but feel sad.

Xu Wei sat back in his seat dejectedly, thinking about what happened more than thirty years ago, the past thirty years, and what his nephew had done along the way.

He couldn't help but shake his head.

What kind of person is this?

All in all, at least he is a good person who does things.

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The flow of time is equally fair to all things in the world. Even after the disappearance of the "Great Sage Hun Tian" who stirred up the world and became the protagonist of an era, history will always move forward.

An old era has passed.

During this process, people all over the world have suffered too much war and displacement, and endured too much desolation and sorrow.

It is definitely not just Xu Xing who truly drives the advent of the new era.

There are also countless people of noble character and lofty ideals like Yu Dayou who fight and sacrifice for the cause in every visible and invisible corner, devoting their lives to the cause and working until their death.

The masts and oars of the defeated Cao were silent for a moment, but the river water where the soldiers fought was still hot, which made me feel very sad.

This is not the river water, but the blood of heroes that has been flowing for twenty years!

What is the general trend and what is national destiny?

It is what the people want and what everyone hopes for. That’s all!

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